heading southwest.

　　 It is still the end of winter and the beginning of spring, but as the latitude drops, the temperature on the sea has gradually risen.

　　 The temperature of more than 20 degrees is just pleasant, and the sea breeze is blowing, not dull or dry.

　　 Such beautiful weather greatly eased the irritability of the sailors that were becoming more and more difficult to restrain. Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had leisure time to carefully proofread the chart.

　　 Speaking of it, he actually does things about accuracy and positioning every day. Without a full-time navigator, he is the only guarantee that the Golden Deer will not be lost in the sea.

　　 But on the day of the thunderstorm, the octant on the ship was damaged, and I could only barely maintain a rough calibration to ensure that the course was accurate.

　　 As for where you are and how far you are from your destination, even through a lot of mapping and calculations, this information is no longer available.

　　 Lorraine spent the whole morning on the deck, only determined a few things.

　　First, the Golden Deer is in the right direction.

　　Secondly, it is not far from the Caribbean Sea. As for how far it is, it is between 111 kilometers and 555 kilometers, which is a span of five latitudes.

　　The error was so big that Lorraine regretted not buying the latest sextant as a spare before sailing.

　　 If you have a sextant in your hand...

　　 "I found the island!" He was regretting it, and suddenly there was a shout of excitement from the observation deck.

　　 Lorraine suddenly raised his head and looked up at the mast: "Here? The island?"

　　 "Captain, at eleven o'clock, the distance is 22 kilometers. Confirm that it is correct. It is an island!"

　　 "Even the minimum value is wrong?"

　　 Lorraine didn’t care about anything else, dropped the octant, rushed up to the mainmast in three or two steps, grabbed the observer’s monocular scope, and looked towards the island.

　　The sight glass shows a tropical island full of greenery.

　　 The tortuous coastline, the shiny silver sand, and the clear blue sea.

　　 There are flocks of white pelicans flying on the sea. Brightly colored buttercup flowers are planted all over the island. The orange-red corolla is dotted with gold edges, like flame butterflies perching on the branches of green trees.

　　The trees here are so peculiar, with slender branches hanging along the coastline, and the branches are dyed with green moss. At first glance, it looks like an island with a thick beard on the lips.

　　 "White pelican, golden phoenix, strange island with green beard..." Lorraine muttered to himself, "That is Barbados. The easternmost point of the Caribbean, Barbados in the Lesser Antilles."

　　 He reached out and grabbed the rope, jumped down from the high observation deck, and landed on the deck.

　　 "Gentlemen, Barbados! We... succeeded!"

　　 "Long live!"

　　……

After forty-two days, Lorraine and his Golden Deer set off from Southampton, followed the high-latitude route to the mid-ridge, and then sailed southwest along the mid-ridge waters, crossed the Atlantic Ocean, and reached Barbados, completing his leadership as a leader. The first ocean voyage.

　　 All the way up, they avoided icebergs, experienced thunderstorms, adopted sea parrots, and met a school of whales.

　　 They even met the waterspout on a clear day, and enjoyed the generous gift of this extreme weather. Thousands of catties of big fish fell from the sky like a torrential rain, breaking two sails, and the catch spread all over the deck.

　　 The Americas are now ahead, and the new continent that has fascinated all of Europe for hundreds of years is just ahead!

　　 Turn to the west!

　　 The scarred Golden Deer hung the **** flag of the Chamber of Commerce, approached Barbados under the guidance of the buoy, and then sailed along the coastline to the beautiful Bahiba beach on the east coast of the island.

　　The terrain of Barbados is complex.

　　 descends stepwise to the west and steeply descends into cliffs to the east and south. The ground in the northeast is rugged, with steep valleys on both sides, the middle is a high terrace, and the coast is a low-lying beach.

This topography makes its large ports concentrated in the northwest, facing the Caribbean. The only mooring pier on the Atlantic coast is Bahiva Beach, which is also a shallow coral reef with a depth of no more than a few meters. There are long stretches of reefs near the shore. .

　　 It is impossible for the Golden Deer ship to be anchored close to such a beach. Her anchorage is at the Floating Island Wharf, extending from the sandy beach into the sea, with a length of more than 300 meters.

　　 The ship stopped and anchored, and Lorraine immediately dispatched the task.

　　 The sailors' group remains unchanged.

　　 Karen took two groups of people to purchase some shortages of ship repair spare parts, and also bought two assault boats. In the complex Caribbean islands, small and light assault boats are indispensable for a day.

　　The broken foremast cannot be repaired in Barbados.

　　 This kind of overhaul requires a professional dock. It is impossible to have a remote dock like Bahiba, and even Bridgetown does not necessarily have a suitable dock to repair the Golden Deer. Lorraine wanted to perform a complete repair of the Golden Deer in the West Indies, but had to wait until Kingston, Jamaica.

　　 Wang Ye and Daniel also brought two groups of people. One group was responsible for replacing and replenishing food and fresh water on the ship, and the other group was responsible for purchasing daily necessities, and also needed to replenish some medicines.

　　Henna, Yacharin and the remaining two groups of sailors were responsible for staying behind. Lorraine took Noah, Carmen and Little Pierce ashore to relax and enjoy the exotic scenery of the Caribbean Sea.

　　Barbados is a traditional colony of the Kingdom of Great Britain.

　　 In 1518, Spain became the first Europeans to land on the island for slaves seeking to work in a sugar farm.

　　 They saw that the green trees here were overcast and there were wisps of moss hanging on each tree, so they named the island Barbados, which means an island with a beard.

　　 However, the Spaniards didn't have much interest in this Beard Island. They just took away the Indians on the island and left a deserted island.

　　 One hundred years later, in 1620, the British came to the island for the second time and announced that it would become the territory of the British King.

　　 They developed this island and built a sugar farm here. A large number of black slaves were transported from the African continent to serve as laborers, planting sugar cane, and smelting sugar.

　　The plantation economy has been here for 160 years, and nothing has changed so far.

　　 So the specialty of Barbados is sugar.

　　Bahiba Town is a plantation town set in a flat valley.

　　Walking in the town, Lorraine saw a chain of wooden cones, lower columns, upper cones, suspended wooden platforms on the ground, and small skylights and thin chimneys on the roof.

　　 Each of them can’t be said to be large, and the usable area is only about forty to fifty square meters. The logs are wrapped in palm leaves, and then tied tightly with straw ropes and mud to form waterproof.

　　 They like to open the door on the side close to the road, and then open the windows on both sides of the door. It is simple and simple, without the bells and whistles of sculpture art and flashy odd-shaped structures that are popular in Europe.

　　The residents of this kind of cone building are slaves of the plantation, and the main body is black. From the structure and number of houses, there are about two to three hundred households, no more than two thousand people.

　　 Occasionally there are some Caribbean Indians with yellow skin and tough features, wearing feathers on their heads and neck fangs, acting as the bottom managers and living with the slaves being managed.

　　 White people live on the other side of the town.

The black iron gate with carved Taoism divides the whole town into two. Looking through the grille, you can see the towering cliffs and the stretch of grass. There are a few small European-style buildings on the grass, and the standard white walls are colored. Wa, looks noble~lightnovelpub.net~ also looks lifeless.

　　 Seeing all this, Lorraine suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

　　 The iron gate is like the entrance to the prison, inside it are the masters who committed crimes, and outside are the slaves in the labor camp.

　　 He didn't know the meaning of pursuing such a life.

　　 But having said that, the native dogs in the plantation never seem to understand the vastness of the ocean, even if they can come here, they represent them, or their ancestors have crossed the ocean.

　　 This is the generation gap.

　　 In Europe, the thinking of maritime merchants and plantation owners has always been separate. They are not in the same world, or even in the same dimension.

　　Walking all the way, all the way, the town is full of life, although there are not many vendors, there are many things for sale.

　　 They mainly sell fruits, including figs, sugar cane, bananas, mangoes, coconuts on the beach, and gooseberries, cherries and aloe vera from Barbados.

　　 There are also some sea fish, seabirds, and beasts that are special products on the island. They are cheap and expensive, which shows that the slaves on the island at least eat well.

Jewelry made of 　　 coral is also a specialty here.

　　Various kinds of rough craftsmanship have unique flavors, and they are simply connected in series with rotten silver and fishing line. Whether it is African style or Indian style, they use their original roughness and unscrupulously to exude fatal attraction in front of wealthy ladies.

　　 Lorraine couldn't help but be thankful that he had brought Pierce.

　　 He handed the crazy ladies to Pierce, without looking at the sad eyes of the little guy, and wandering alone with his arms pillowed.

　　 Sextant...

　　 He desperately needs the sextant and the Caribbean chart, and he doesn't want to wait any longer.

　　The question is, where are these things?